Dawn was breaking.
Uninhabited region.
On an abandoned cement road, three figures appeared. They were Forsythia Brown, Liz, and Peter Andrews.
Forsythia was trained in criminal investigation, and Peter had been a slave for several years; he was accustomed to hardship. Therefore, the trio didn't rest at all on their journey, and they arrived at the pharmaceutical factory without stopping.
Liz said, "This cement road leads to the pharmaceutical factory. If we follow this road, the headquarters of the factory is about one kilometer away."
Forsythia walked at the front, and Peter decisively carried Liz on his back to keep up.
Just as Liz had said, after walking for approximately one kilometer, they could see a ruinous factory building.
Broken walls and cobwebs were everywhere.
Standing at the dilapidated entrance of the pharmaceutical factory, Peter said, "I think we're lucky. We haven't encountered any wolves."
